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Star Trek Adventurer	By : Tcr Category: +S through Z > Star Trek: Online Views: 2690 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 14: Trained in Deception
“You’re not well-versed in this, are you, Ensign zh’An?” Subcommander Remora asked as they rode the turbolift to deck 10.
“Hmm?” Taka asked, glancing at the Romulan next to her.
“Diplomacy, greeting people from other governments as exchange officers,” Remora elaborated. She looked back at Taka. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of, it’s a talent to be honed and developed as time goes along. Indeed, Ensign, it is a talent we Romulans have excelled at through…” Remora paused, “necessity.”
Taka raised an eyebrow, her antennae laying back on her white hair. “And you, Subcommander, you have honed these skills?”
“One does not leave them out under the watchful eye of the Tal Shiar,” Ariatha answered matter-of-factly. “But yes, I have. I am 45 Terran years old, after all, I have witnessed much and have had to change much in my time.”
“And hide yourself?” Taka asked without thinking.
“Excuse me?” Ariatha asked.
“You weren’t very subtle earlier with Admiral Jarok,” Taka stated bluntly. Ariatha’s eyes widened before she caught herself and looked away from Taka. “I’m an Andorian, Subcommander, I do have some extrasensory abilities.” Taka offered a reassuring smile to Ariatha. “I’m not judging.”
“Judging what?” Ariatha asked as the doors opened.
Ariatha received several questioning glances from the men and women serving aboard the Adventurer as she stepped down the corridor. Seeing Taka behind her, they stopped, though the tension was still there with some of those just from the Academy. She could hardly blame them; though things had drastically changed and shifted in the quadrant, the Romulans and the Klingons were still considered by many to be the enemy. Having one of the Federation’s longtime foes wandering the decks of a state-of-the-art explorer could make some feel unease - especially those who had served in Starfleet for much of the last thirty years.
Ariatha ignored her own question and Taka’s lack of answering, replacing her question with, “I understand their apprehension and inquisitive glances.”
“I didn’t say anything,” Taka stated.
“No, you didn’t.”
Silence descended between them, awkward and heavy as it did. Taka could hear hushed whispers from down the hall and she was sure that Ariatha was hearing them as well. She made a note to mention it to Captain Korolevna and, perhaps, she could do something about that.
“You should head back to the Bridge, Ensign zh’An,” Ariatha broke the silence, stopping in front of the quarters assigned to her. “We should be departing for the Delta Quadrant rather quickly and I wouldn’t recommend missing the sight for anything.”
“Are you sure?” Taka asked.
“Positive,” Ariatha answered, stepping into her quarters. “I’m sure your computer can help if I do.”
The doors closed behind Ariatha and Taka stepped back towards the turbolift. Though thousands of questions swirled in her thoughts, she didn’t stop to return to Ariatha, resigning herself to the realization the Remora was not going to talk to her. She entered the turbolift and told it to head back to the Bridge, exiting only a moment later on the nerve center of the Adventurer.
“Ah, Ensign zh’An,” Korolevna said, turning to face her as she entered.
“Captain,” Taka replied, sliding into her chair. She left the console off to the side of it, keeping herself free to move around.
“The Lleiset has sent us our position,” Netu stated. “Sending the information to the Helm.”
“Information received,” Straala acknowledged. “Assuming position behind the Aeneid.”
The shape of the Odyssey-class Aeneid slid onto the viewscreen, centering itself. They could see the four-nacelled design of the Prometheus-class Epimetheus immediately in front of the massive explorer, dwarfed by the enormous Scimitar-class Lleiset. Taka couldn’t see any of the other ships that may have been in formation ahead of the flagship of the Romulan Republic.
“What’s our position, Ensign Straala?” Korolevna asked.
The ankh shape of the gateway took over the screen. It looked like a strange mirror, reflecting distorted images in front of the ships, showing what seemed to be a planet on it. Taka had read about the Dyson Sphere and knew that the sight wasn’t a planet, but the interior of a structure designed by beings far more intelligent than any of them ever knew.
The turbolift opened, drawing everyone’s attention to it as Commander Ariatha Remora stepped onto the Bridge. She stared around it at the men and women before stepping down to the lower level and taking a position beside Taka’s chair. The Andorian looked up for a moment before returning to her console.
“We are sixth in line behind the Bortasqu’, Kor, Lleiset, Epimetheus, and Aeneid,” Straala replied. “Estimated time, 15.56 minutes, sir.”
Korolevna looked at Taka. “Ensign zh’An, how would you like to do the honours?”
“Sir?”
“Give the order to take us into the Delta Quadrant?”
Taka felt heat rush to her cheeks. If she was human, they’d be turning a bright red; instead, they were likely turning a light purplish colour. In all her years, she’d never once thought that she would be given the option to take a starship deep into the Delta Quadrant on a six month tour. Even then, to be the one offered to give that order had never crossed her mind.
“Um,” Taka bit her lip. “Yes… Yes, ma’am, I would.”
She rose from the executive officer’s chair, pushing away the console, and stepped up between the Operations and Engineering consoles. She glanced at both of them before stepping down to the level with the Helm. Anticipation and anxiety ate at her. She wanted to make this the best impression she could, yet all she could feel was everyone’s eyes on her. She placed her hand on Straala’s chair.
On screen, the USS Aeneid slipped into the portal, the tips of her nacelles vanishing in front of the Adventurer. Taka turned to look at Erra at Tactical. “Ensign Netu, do we have clearance to depart to the Delta Quadrant?”
“Romulan command has given us authorization to enter,” Erra said curtly.
Taka took a breath as she turned back to face the viewscreen. She tapped the Helm console. “All hands, we will be entering the Jouret system gateway. Prepare for nauseas feelings.” She wasn’t sure what to expect from the Iconia gateway. “Helm, maneuvering thrusters only. Take us into the unknown.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Straala said stoically.
The saucer of the Vesta-class starship slowly moved forward towards the gateway. Taka stared at the shimmering gateway portal, wondering what she would experience, her mind ablaze with questions very few would know the answers to. Time slowed down to a non-existent crawl; minutes to hours, hours to days.
The tip of the Adventurer plunged into the shimmering portal and it slowly seemed to eat away at the hull, the saucer disappearing foot by foot into it. In front of Taka, the viewscreen disappeared, replaced by the glimmer, before it encompassed her.
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